Liyang, Mingyang Mountain,

"Boom~ roar~"

Suddenly there was a loud thunder in the sky, and then heavy rain poured down, adding a bit of coolness to the hot weather.

Mingyang Mountain is shrouded in a hazy area, and the maple trees on the mountain are particularly brightly red in a pile of green. Heavy rain washed away the ground and flowed with turbid mud and water.

Under the maple tree, a man in white holding an oil paper umbrella, carrying three packs of medicinal materials in his left hand, stepped on the smooth stone steps, and quickly walked towards the mountain. Each step brought out a long splash of water, and the hem of his clothes was covered with mud, rendering the plain white body.

After walking for a long time, he walked into an elegant Taoist temple. He then put away the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, shook it a few times inadvertently, and then stood by the door and pushed open the slightly old wooden door.

"It was really heavy, making half of my body soaked. No wonder my senior brother wanted to order me to buy medicine. It turned out that it would be raining today, so he deliberately put me on the trick."

The man threw the medicinal herbs on the table, then sat on the wooden bench, poured a glass of water on his own, and drank it all in one go.

Mu Han stood beside the bed, looked down at Ling Cheng who was unconscious on the bed, then turned around and picked up the medicinal materials, opened them quickly, threw a pack in his hand, and said coldly: "Qi Shuang, if you have profound spiritual power, you can also ignore the decoction work."

"Don't, you'd better show him again! I'll decoct the medicine for him now, and go immediately!"

Qi Shuang laughed loudly, grabbed the medicinal materials and left the room. She weighed the medicinal materials in her hand and couldn't help but laugh at herself: "Master, Master! You have been in seclusion and practiced, leaving me in the Taoist temple, and ended up in a difficult task of buying medicine and decorating medicine. What do you want me to say to you?"

"Why don't you go quickly!" Mu Han's impatient voice sounded, and he responded hurriedly, running to decoct the medicine.

Mu Han sat by the bed and reached out to take Ling Cheng's pulse. It's been three days since he was still alive? Logically speaking, the injuries on his abdomen have been cured by himself with his spiritual power. Even if he hurt his internal organs, he had taken no less than ten of them. The internal and external injuries should be cured!

Could it be for that witch?

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That day, after Mu Han was rescued by Ling Cheng in the inn, he had actually woken up long ago, but he was tired and didn't want to open his eyes for a long time.

He could hear the conversation between Ye Ling and Ling Cheng clearly. Unexpectedly, Ling Cheng really gave his master a face. Not only did he bring the fox demon with him, but he also thought about the harmony between the human demon, which was really unfamiliar!

He knew that the Linghu clan had lived in Lingxi for a long time and had not taken a step out of Lingxi for more than two hundred years. There was a barrier at the foot of the mountain, so people outside could not enter or inside could not come out.

But in fact, he has always been yearning for an excellent place of cultivation like Lingxi, but he has never found a chance to break through, so he has to bury this idea in his heart and just treat it as a fantasy.

But today I heard that Ye Ling is the daughter of the Fox King, and the desire buried in her heart for a long time will be sublimated again. If she is used as a breakthrough point, she will be destroyed and Lingxi will be guaranteed.

He wanted to struggle to get up, but he didn't expect that Ling Cheng would pull her away directly. The first step towards her was completely destroyed.

Three days ago, Mu Han walked out of Liyang City and headed towards Zhishui River. In the past few days, he obviously felt the demonic energy in the air. From time to time, he saw several birds exploring what was happening everywhere?

Today, the demonic energy suddenly gathered outside the city. He guessed that something must have happened to Zhishuijian? But he searched for it for a long time, but he didn't see it.

The figure of the demon.

"Chir~chi~"

It was not until a sudden eagle cries suddenly sounded in the air that he came after the sound, but there was no longer the figure of a demon, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood. Ling Cheng curled up in the corner of the wall, lying in a pool of blood with his eyes closed. An emerald green sword was inserted into his abdomen, and a few drops of tears were faintly hung on his pale face.

Mu Han quickly stepped forward, explored his breath, and found that he had left a breath. He immediately pulled out the long sword from his body, stuffed it into a Peiyuan Pill, and began to use spiritual power to heal his wounds.

However, the sword penetrated through the front abdomen from the back. The wound was not only extremely deep, but also hurt the spleen. The spiritual power could only temporarily help him stop bleeding. If the wound healed, he had to constantly pass on his spiritual power and then use the Purchase Yuan Dan to suffocate his life.

However, this place is obviously not the best place. If the eagle demon comes back, they will not be able to survive. Although he is not a good person, Ling Cheng saved his life and regarded it as a favor to him. This person will be saved! What's more, Ling Cheng has a close relationship with the fox girl, so why is he another breakthrough?

So he took him back to the Taoist temple, and kept sleeping and rushing to him to spiritual power. He also wrote a prescription and told the boy Qi Shuang to buy medicine.

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"Ahem..."

Ling Cheng coughed suddenly for a while, interrupting Mu Han's reverie. He helped him get up and pulled the quilt behind him to make it easier for him to stand up. An unprecedented look of worry appeared on his face: "You are awake! But what else is there to be discomfort?"

Ling Cheng shook his head and looked up at everything in the room. This was the room he had lived in for eight years. He thought he would never return here in his life, but he didn't expect that he would have one day back. It was a blessing to be a mess!

"That's how you are? How did you turn yourself into this kind of virtue, what about your misstepped girl?"

Mu Han was actually joking with him. What was his heart in mind? This is not like him. Did he already know Ye Ling's identity? This move was probably to make things difficult for him, but unfortunately she had already left and was destined to not be able to see her in this life.

"She found her family and went home." Ling Cheng was chaotic and evasive. In fact, he was not wrong. She was indeed going home.

Mu Han was a little dumb. He knew that he was guarding himself, so he stopped talking. The air suddenly became a little solemn, and the scene was awkward for a while.

"Ah! Senior Brother Ling, you are awake! This is all my credit. Look, I have decocted medicine for you a lot and taken care of you endlessly. Look, I have lost weight."

Qi Shuang turned around shamelessly and handed the medicine to Ling Cheng with a smile on his face. Ling Cheng smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work!" Then he poured the bowl of Chinese medicine.

Mu Han's face was pale. It was obvious that the person who saved him was himself, but the kid Qi Shuang snatched the credit. He didn't care, he just felt a little disgusted.

Originally, I just wanted to joke with him, but I didn't expect that he would not answer the joke, which made Qi Shuang not know how to answer the conversation. She had to laugh twice, and the scene was deadlocked again.

"Okay, you go out first! I have something to say to Ling Cheng alone."

Mu Han pushed Qi Shuang out and took her to the door, which made Qi Shuang outside the door complain and complained dissatisfiedly. In the end, the complaints were useless and he had no choice but to leave.

Mu Han took out a bronze mirror as big as a palm and threw it on Ling Cheng's leg, saying, "This is a concentric mirror. It can help you check the movements of the person you like. I don't like pretentiousness. It's useless for me to keep this kind of thing. I'll give it to you. If you can use it, leave it, or not.

Just lose it!"

Ling Cheng raised his eyes and stared at him. He was very strange today. He used to disdain to say so much to him, but now he actually gave him something. What kind of heart is he satisfied with? How did he get this concentric mirror?

As if he guessed his thoughts, Mu Han said impatiently: "This thing was just a street vendor who forced me to do it. I don't know whether it is useful. If you don't like it, just throw it away. There is no need to be so suspicious.

Last time you saved me, this time I thought I had returned you favors. Mu Han never owe anyone else." After saying that, he left with a look.

After hesitating for a while, Ling Cheng finally picked up the bronze mirror and reached out to touch the mirror carefully. Ye Ling's every frown and smile appeared in his mind. His frown brow finally relieved a little, and he changed into a faint smile.

After this gentle caress, the concentric mirror immediately emitted a dazzling light. The light dissipated, and the mirror suddenly became very clear. Then Ye Ling's figure appeared in the mirror.

Her thin body was wearing only a thin pink underwear. She was barefoot and wandering around the snow over and over again. The snow bent the red plums in the yard, and the snowflakes were floating like a layer of snow-white on the waterfall. Even the curly eyelashes were covered with snow beads. She smiled, but she didn't smile very desolately.

"Ye Ling, why don't you care about yourself so much?"

How long has she been in the snow? She didn't know how to add something to herself. Ling Cheng reached out to touch the pretty face of the girl in the photo and smiled bitterly. You must think I'm dead! Are you blaming me for breaking my promise, and don't you want to pay attention to me again?

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"Where are you going?" Mu Han looked at Ling Cheng who was stumbled out of the room and grabbed him.

"You don't have to worry about it!" Ling Cheng pushed his hand away and continued to run into the rain.

Seeing this, Qi Shuang handed over the oil-paper umbrella beside the wall and shouted: "Hey! You have at least got an umbrella! I just saved you, but you fell ill again later. Wouldn't it be a waste of my hard work?"

Ling Cheng looked back at him and then disappeared into the heavy rain.

When Qi Shuang looked back, Mu Han was glaring at himself viciously, and he immediately smiled: "Ha, I'm not trying to steal your credit, I'm not sure if you two are not dealing with each other! Look at him, he doesn't even hold an umbrella, I said, what did you say to stimulate him like this?"

Mu Han snorted coldly, grabbed the oil-paper umbrella from his hand and ran into the rain.

Mu Han changed his nature? Not only did he save Ling Cheng, but he still had to give him an umbrella. How could he miss such a big show? Anyway, my master was in seclusion and staying alone in Yangming Mountain was really boring, so why would he join in the fun with him?

Qi Shuang smiled, hurriedly found another umbrella, and followed her step by step.

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The sky suddenly cleared, and Ling Cheng ran to the foot of Lingxi Mountain. He was wet all over, and two strands of black hair were wet on his pale face. He held Zhuxie in one hand, but held the Concentric Mirror tightly in the other hand, and approached the barrier step by step.

I looked up at the snow-capped Meishan Mountain. The bright red spots in the mountains were clearly visible, but I could not see the familiar figure.

Holding the concentric mirror in front of her, the girl in the mirror was still stepping on the thick snow, her slender figure trembling in the cold snow, and her naked hands and feet were cold red, but she kept smiling.

Her smile made him feel chilled. She was clearly torturing her body and destroying his heart.

Ye Ling, enough! I didn’t break my promise! I came to fulfill my promise!
Chapter completed!